[I'm one of Seunghyun's friends. Can you come down to Phantom right now? He's totally wasted, but this fucker keeps saying he won't go anywhere until Kang Eunbyul comes. That's you, right?]
"Yeah, but why would he..."
[Fuck, Choi Seunghyun! Stop drinking! Shin Haeri, stop giving him shots, you little shit! Get that away from him--- no, sto---!!#@^%&@%!!]
I immediately looked down at my phone, but they hung up on me. I tried calling back, but no answer.
What the hell am I supposed to do? Phantom? Isn't that the club a few blocks away from here? Why would Choi Seunghyun be looking for me of all people?
The chilly night breeze was seeping through the thin layer of black cardigan I threw over and wrapped myself in as I was sneaking out of the house. I just couldn't seem to grasp the reason why Choi Seunghyun was calling out for me. Who am I to him that he needs to be looking for me when he's drunk? Doesn't he have a girlfriend to rely on? It'd be nonsense if he didn't have one with that gorgeous face of his.
I stepped out of the front gate of the house and headed down the street toward Phantom. I'm not much of a partier since, you know, I'm just a loner that has no friends, but I've been to Phantom once before with one of the guys from my dad's crew about a year ago. It was for my 17th birthday and he treated me out to have fun in the "real world" for once. It was the worst experience of my life. I ended up throwing up all night from alcohol poisoning and the guy that took me was fired the next day. Never got in contact with him again since that day.
Before I knew it, I was being pushed away from the entrance of Phantom by a bouncer, the deafening music pounding through my ears and sending unstable pulses throughout my whole body. I looked around to soak in my surroundings, but everyone was staring back at me with a look of disgust and dismay. They were specifically looking at my clothes and hair.
I was a hot mess. All I was wearing were pink pajama shorts, a white tank top, and a black cardigan sweater over it all. And my hair was just... there.
"I, um, don't have my ID with me actually... I just came to pick someone up." I replied.
"Sorry, I can't let you in without proof of identification." The bouncer shrugged.
"Yes, I understand." I nodded. I wasn't expecting them to let me in anyway. "That's why I was wondering if I could ask for a favor?"
The bouncer shot me a puzzled look as if I was crazy before he started laughing his ass off. I don't get it, what's so funny?
"You're asking the wrong person for a favor. Look, I don't do that shit, little girl. You look like you're about 15 years old. How about you go back home and study some more?" The bouncer kept laughing.
"No, you look. I'm not here to party like these pieces of trashy sluts and whores, okay? I'm here to look for a guy named Choi Seunghyun, so if you could just get your ass in there and look for a guy who has that name, I'd appreciate it." I retaliated. This mother fucker did not just call me 15 years old.
"Do you know how common that name is? And where the hell do you think I'd find him so easily in this huge crowded pl---"
The bouncer was trying to argue with me when suddenly, a dark-toned guy walked up to him from behind and whispered something in his ear. The bouncer scoffed and then cleared his throat before looking at me again.
"You're Kang Eunbyul?" The bouncer asked.
"Come on in."
He then unchained the entrance and let me into the roaring night club. The dark-toned guy from moments ago smiled at me and began leading me deeper into this crazy hell hole, then upstairs to what looked like a hallway full of rooms. It was reeking of cigarettes and alcohol. Girls' high-pitched moans could be heard echoing out of each room as I passed by, some girls were even screaming as if their whole life was in danger. Really gets me thinking what could possibly be going on on the other side of these doors and walls.
"Room 11, everyone's waiting for you." The dark-toned guy spoke in a raspy voice before opening the door for me. I took a quick look at the name tag pinned to what looked like a uniform. Masta Wu. He must be some kind of host at this club.
At first I hesisted to step inside the room, slightly traumatized from the previous moanings and screamings I heard coming from the other rooms. Who knows what this Masta Wu guy might be up to? But when my eyes caught a quick glimpse of a drunken Choi Seunghyun inside, I immediately hurried in and ran up to him.
"Op--! Ch.. Choi Seunghyun!" I called out, still feeling awkward about calling him oppa, even though I really shouldn't be calling him just by his name when he's years older than I am.
"........" Choi Seunghyun just sat there, his eyes closed and head hanging low like a total drunk person.
"Choi Seunghyun, that chick you kept looking for is finally here. Open your damn eyes, fucker!" Another guy from across the table shouted as he threw a peanut in Choi Seunghyun's direction, then walked out of the room annoyed. He must be the guy who talked me to on the phone earlier.
I waited and waited for Choi Seunghyun to respond, and finally, he looked up at me with heavy eyes. The corners of his lips curled up the moment he registered my face into his brain and his left arm abruptly lifted up and wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer towards his body. His whole body felt warm. Not only was heat radiating off of his body, but the smell of soju and cigarettes were permeating through my nose.
"You're here~" he smiled, his voice enlightened.
"What are you doing?" I exclaimed, "Let go!"
"Why..?" He chuckled. You know, guys really shouldn't chuckle, but Choi Seunghyun's deep voice just makes him sound sexy when he does.
I looked at him with questioning eyes. I wasn't sure what the hell was wrong with him and what he was doing, but before I could say anything else, he turned his head towards the other end of the room. Instinctively, I turned my gaze towards the same direction and saw a gorgeous, flawless girl dressed in a tight strapless red dress sitting at the end of the table with a lit up cigarette burning between her slender fingers. Her long black hair was flowing effortlessly down her smooth and bare shoulders. Her perfect white skin only complemented her rosy cheeks, her smokey eyes brought out the bright red lipstain she had on. And her cleavage was just flaunted just perfectly at the top of her dress. She was breathtaking.
"So you must be Kang Eunbyul. Pretty cute for a high schooler." She spoke out with a voice full of mockery.
"Oppa, I didn't know your taste in girls downgraded since the last time I saw you." The pretty girl grinned. "But I'm glad you haven't settled with her yet. She's cute and seems good for a partner in bed, but definitely not a girlfriend type."
Choi Seunghyun kept his eyes on her. He looked hurt and discomposed, like he didn't know what to do or what to say to her. The way his eyes were shaking and glistening with pain, the way his jaws were clenching down tighter together, the way his hands were forming fists... something's definitely bothering him. His left arm was still around my waist and I could feel him clawing at my cardigan tightly as if he was in anger.
"By the way, I'm Shin Haeri." The girl smiled, putting out her cigarette in the ash tray in front of her. "I'm Choi Seunghyun's girlfriend."
"Ex-girlfriend." Choi Seunghyun emphasized, his fists growing tighter.
"Oh... okay..?" I don't see the point of this conversation, really. I just want to take him home. He doesn't seem too well.
"Right. Ex-girlfriend." Shin Haeri smirked. "But if you're not going to take him, Eunbyul, mind if I come between you guys and take him back?"
"Excuse me?" I blurted out.
"If you don't want him, I'll take him."
"Oh! No, no, no...! Me and him?! No, no.. you've got it all wrong." I waved my hands in front of me, signalling false indication. "He and I don't have anything special going on betw----"
Why do my words always get cut off? By Choi Seunghyun at that?!
I couldn't further explain myself to Shin Haeri because of Choi Seunghyun's lips that were devouring mine. He had pulled me down onto his lap, my bare legs from wearing shorts rubbing against his slender thighs. I was taken off guard and began losing my breath as he kept coming in deeper and deeper into my mouth. His tongue was foraging through every crevice and even fiddled and twisted around my tongue gently. The scent of alcohol and cigarettes were now completely embedded in my system, intoxicating me, making me feel dizzy and lightheaded. His left arm was still wrapped tightly around my waist, not letting go. His right hand brushed against my thigh and made it's way up and under the shirt I was wearing, his touch sending chills down my spine and making me feel weak throughout my whole body.
. . .
"No, it's really okay." I pushed Choi Seunghyun's hand away and smiled. "I'm fine."
The two of us were sitting on a bench in a nearby neighborhood park, a first aide kit separating us from inbetween. Choi Seunghyun put down the pain relieving patch and sent me a bitter smile.
"I'm sorry..." He apologized with his deep voice. "I don't know why.... I kissed you."
"........" I didn't know how to respond to that, so I just smiled, again.
"And Haeri really shouldn't have hit you like that... does it still hurt a lot?"
I rubbed my left cheek and laughed at the thought of Shin Haeri slapping me at the club just twenty minutes ago. After sharing that random kiss with Choi Seunghyun, Shin Haeri pushed me off of him and swung her hand right onto my face.
"No, I'm really, really fine! See!" I slapped my cheek again to show him that I was alright, but couldn't help flinching a bit.
"...Let's just pretend tonight never happened." He sighed apologetically. "And I'll make it up to you for what Haeri and I did."
"Really?!" I exclaimed.
"Really. So just tell me what you want or want me to do and I'll do everything."
I'm being serious! I've never had my own servant before. LOL.
. . .
[Lee Seunghyun's Point of View]
I felt my phone starting to vibrate from the pocket of my shorts and jumped up in bed. I pulled it out and stared at the screen. 4:07 AM, new text message. I sleepily opened up my messages inbox and read the new text. It was from Woo Jinwon. Masta Wu hyung? What's he doing sending me a text at this hour? I haven't talked to him since last year...
Bring Jiyong and Youngbae to
Phantom later tonight after you
guys end school.
Received at 4:07AM
From: Woo Jinwon
I stared at the message for the longest time until I heard voices coming from the hallway right outside my room door.
It was Choi Seunghyun and Kang Eunbyul's voices and I realized at that moment why Jinwon Hyung had sent me this message.
[End of POV]
Sorry for the short chapter! X_X hehe
That kiss scene.. sorry LOL. I'm not very creative in that area. hahahaha
And what could Eunbyul possibly make Seunghyun do to make up for the kiss and slap? dun dun dun
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